Testo I JUST WANNA LIVE - Keedron Bryant
Testo della canzone I JUST WANNA LIVE (Keedron Bryant), tratta dall'album I JUST WANNA LIVE
I'm a young black man
Doing all that I can
To stand
Oh, but when I look around
And I see what's being done
To my kind
Every day
I'm being hunted as prey
My people don't want no trouble
We've had enough struggle
I just wanna live
God protect me
I sat down to have a conversation with my inner child today
Told her it's gon' be some things
Told her to protect her peace
'Cause I know
That she might wanna break
She might have to fight alone
Scream and yell at me 'fore when they all go
They gon' tell you, "Shut up, angry black girl"
You live in a man's world
Broken rib, holdin' up the arms of revolution, I
Don't feed into they statistics, it's bullshit
The game's rigged, the same playlist
Of last, they design a place
CIS up in this B-I-itch but it's a fake win
If all black lives don't make it across the finish
I just want to live (Too, live too)
I hope that means as much to you
Thirty percent divided is forty million united, God
I just wanna live (wanna live, wanna live)
God protect me
Oh I just wanna live (I just wanna live)
God protect me
I look to you
When I ain't got nothin' left
But doubt
I long, for protection
How many brothers must we lose
For the world we've already won
Ooh, ooh-ooh
God I'm asking you, for more armor
Afraid of none
Waitin' for the rain to stop
I just wanna live
Yeah I thought about hittin' the Gucci store when the lootin' happened, God love us
Tell me what the
Yeah I thought about hittin' the Louis store but Virgil is my black brother
Tell me what the
God love us
Tell, tell, tell me what the devil wears, Gucci or Prada?
Because I'm lookin' and I see it there
Breakin' the glass, rob me the mannequin, put it in my bag
Walk out the door, with twenty thousand worth of price tags
Walk in the house with what I grabbed and I'm still sad
Put on the news, another death, and now I'm real mad
Put on my shoes, grab me the bat, now I'm goin' back
Walked to the store, nobody black, you gon' get a
You alright?
Bumpin' this Teyana Taylor
Thinking 'bout Breonna Taylor
How can my genetic makeup, make it?
So I never wake up
Make it, so I meet my maker
God
I just wanna
Throw a molotov at the cop
Whether he crooked or not
Until them killing us stops
Ripley, believe it or not
My people targeted, pop
We 'bout to listen to Pac
Give me all the food, unless we breakin' in the door
I'm 'bout to take what you got
'Cause we don't ask for a lot
And Reagan, gave us garages when he gave us the rock, hmm
Maybe hmm, thinking this way could open doors
If hmm, Karen actually cared a little hmm
I just wanna live (wanna live, wanna live)
God protect me
I just wanna live (I just wanna live)
God protect me
I just wanna live
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Writer(s): Johnnetta Bryant
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